Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

"Where's Brother Wang? Where did Brother Wang go?" Huang Wei started looking for him as soon as she boarded the plane.

What a bunch of good-for-nothings! All they do is stand there with a deadpan expression and do absolutely nothing.

No one answered her. The bodyguards stood there expressionless the whole time, not uttering a word. Huang Wei became even angrier, wishing she could stomp on them a few times.

"Can't you speak? If you're mute, what are you doing out here?"

"Miss, the young master is waiting for you! Let's change our clothes first and then go over." Locke realized something was wrong as soon as he came out. These were the young master's men, and they only obeyed his orders.

"I...my brother is here too? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Huang Wei's voice suddenly lowered, she nervously tugged at her clothes, and hurriedly ran to the dressing room.

She has always been most afraid of her older brother. She still vividly remembers the consequences of angering him when she was a child.

Locke watched her flee, a fond smile on his face. Hearing that Young Master Huang Rong was there, she immediately turned into a flustered rabbit. Miss is so adorable!

The young master is clearly the most gentle and refined, treating everyone with humility, and always granting the young lady's requests. Yet, the young lady avoids him like a mouse before a cat.

Inside the cockpit, a young man in his twenties was looking through documents passed down by his subordinates.

"Have you found Li Mo's whereabouts?" Huang Rong quickly identified Li Mo among the crowd. He was 20 years old, highly educated, young and passionate, and had researched a few gadgets. He was the most likely culprit in this matter.

Wang Feng was a spoiled brat who acted arrogantly and domineeringly, offending many people. The head of the Wang family prepared many good things for him, and he was accompanied by two capable bodyguards.

To be able to take them out silently, preventing them from even sending out a distress signal, that's definitely a talent!

"The other party seems to have blocked the chip's sensing capabilities; we can't find them yet." A phantom figure sat at a computer desk, typing as he reported.

"Pay close attention. If we find him, protect him immediately. He'll be of great use to me."

“Understood,” the figure turned and glanced to the side. “Number 2, spread the message and order all robots to pay attention to the person named Li Mo.”

Huang Rong leisurely picked up a book from the side and turned the pages like an aristocrat, appreciating the depth of thought of ancient literati.

A smile played on Huang Rong's lips, making him appear even more gentle and refined. Perhaps with this person's help, he could truly replace the Wang family and become the first family—what the ancients called the emperor.

Thinking of this, his gaze grew increasingly distant, as if he could see the greatest emperor of all time through the pages of history. Alone on the dragon throne, overlooking all living beings, he enjoyed the loneliness of being at the top.

"Brother, you scared me to death! I thought I'd never see you again!" Huang Wei, dressed in a pink princess dress, ran up to her brother.

She raised her cute little face, softly pouting. She looked like an adorable little sister, completely different from her previous spoiled and willful self.

Huang Wei sat right next to her brother, so close, yet she didn't dare to tug at his sleeve.

"That spaceship was quite beautiful. Who bought it for you?" Such a large spaceship, I wonder where it's stored? The space hub definitely can't hold it; has it expanded?

"Spaceship?" Could it be that ghost ship of the female ghost? Huang Wei lowered her head, her whole body filled with guilt.

"I don't know, I was sleeping when water suddenly flooded the room. I felt dizzy and disoriented..." Huang Wei shook her head, her eyes filled with tears as she tried to help her brother.

Huang Rong lifted her chin, and Huang Wei's tears flowed from her eyes.

"Why are you crying? If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Tell your brother when you want to share it with him." Huang Rong stretched out his index finger and ran it across her delicate skin, wiping away her tears.

Huang Rong wore a gentle smile, but his eyes were filled with cold indifference. Looking at herself reflected in his eyes, Huang Wei shuddered. It was as if she were facing a dragon, a ferocious beast, with no way to escape.

"I really didn't know." Huang Wei's voice trembled with tears, this time from shock.

"It's okay if you don't know, I believe you. Were you scared? Get some sleep, and when we get back, Aunt Wang will make you something nice to eat." Huang Rong gently patted her head, and Huang Wei shuddered again.

"I was scared. I'm going to sleep now. Goodbye, brother!" Huang Wei said, her face pale as she walked out.

Locke was standing at the door. When he saw her come out, he immediately went to greet her with concern.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we get you checked with medical equipment?"

Seeing Locke, Huang Wei's complexion improved considerably. She shook her head at him and forced a weak smile. "It's nothing, I'm just tired. I'll be fine after a nap."

This fool might be the only person who's ever been kind to her.

"You look terrible! You need to get checked out." Locke grabbed Huang Wei's hand and led her to the medical room, leaving no room for refusal.

Huang Wei tried to pull it open several times but couldn't. Frustrated, she frowned. There was a reason why she disliked him.

"Let go! I order you to let go! Do you hear me?"

This guy is really taking advantage of me, he doesn't know his own limitations! Huang Wei punched and kicked him wildly, her fingers accidentally scratching a bloody mark on his face.

"Hiss." Locke let go of his hand, touched his face, and found his hand covered in blood.

The wound looked painful, and the bodyguards standing around couldn't help but back away. There was a wall behind them, nowhere to retreat, so they could only press themselves against it.

The Huang family members are naturally refined and elegant, exuding nobility as if it were etched into their very bones. However, this Miss Huang is unruly and willful, completely out of place in this family. Now she's actually injured Young Master Luo; if the head of the family finds out, she'll be in for a severe punishment.

Looking at this young lady who showed no remorse, all they could say in their hearts was, "She deserved it!"

A hint of annoyance flashed in Huang Wei's eyes. She turned and went back to her room as soon as he let go of her hand.

“Miss, I don’t blame you. You look terrible, you should get checked out!” Locke immediately chased after Huang Wei as she left.

Locke was turned away at the door, and his nose almost made intimate contact with the door panel. This was practically a demonstration of what a sycophant is.

Huang Wei buried herself under the covers and sobbed uncontrollably. "Brother Wang... Brother Wang, where are you? Please tell me, what should I do? Brother Wang..."

Her parents' marriage was a political one, and they put on a show of marital bliss and family harmony every day at home. As a child, she didn't understand it and thought her parents were loving and that she was the embodiment of their love. By the time she understood, all she wanted was to escape that home; it was too oppressive, lifeless, and devoid of any vitality.

Meeting Wang Feng was the only stroke of luck in her life. He was energetic, unrestrained, and exuded freedom.

Huang Wei fell in love with him at first sight. She saw a free spirit in his eyes, and she wanted to live like him.

She wants to marry him!

And so, the first and second families formed a marriage alliance. This powerful alliance was unstoppable, and with overwhelming force, they sought to seize the country for themselves.

When she told her father that day, he, usually a man of few words, actually encouraged her. She smiled upon hearing the news of the engagement. But her smile quickly turned to tears; it was a political marriage, and she felt both apprehensive and overjoyed.

But she loved him!

Even if it's a political marriage!